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The Lack of Privacy Payback Plan: It’s ON!

The Lack of Privacy Payback Plan: It’s ON!

Okay, I know there are other parents out there who’ve been caught with their pants down…in the bathroom. Seriously, especially for us moms, I never knew what a luxury it was just to pee (and perform other bodily functions) alone. So today, I developed a plan. It’s called the “Lack of Privacy Payback Plan” toRead More

Why You Should Take Your Children into Public

Why You Should Take Your Children into Public

Until recently, I avoided taking my girls out in public as much as possible. Too stressful. Too scary. Too many factors outside my control. What if they ran off in a parking lot and got run over? Or kidnapped? What if they wander off in a crowded store? What if we get in a carRead More

Avert your eyes (or something like that)

Avert your eyes (or something like that)

I have four nephews, the oldest of whom is only five years younger than me. They’re more like little brothers than nephews, especially since I spent so many hours babysitting them when they were younger. They’re all good kids, and most of all, they’re funny. Even when they’re not trying to be. Around 10 yearsRead More

Being a SAHM is all fun and games, until somebody spills the beans.

Being a SAHM is all fun and games, until somebody spills the beans.

“I apologize, but this just has to be said. “you suck!” can you tell I’m super jealous?!” This was the comment from a dear friend on a Facebook status I posted this morning. Granted, my original status was a little Pollyannish, “Brr! Cuddling under a blanket and movies are on our agenda. Really loving myRead More

Rage Against the Momchine

Rage Against the Momchine

Bring on the potions Bring on the pills Bring on the excitement Bring on the thrills I’m plucking my eyebrows I’m waxing my legs I’m dancing on tables I’m standing on kegs Ditch the minivan Bring me a Caddy Don’t call me mommy Don’t call him daddy No more Cheerios No more crumbs No moreRead More

Say what?! My daughter’s first curse word and other fun road trip memories.

Say what?! My daughter’s first curse word and other fun road trip memories.

Road trips. Is there anything that brings a family closer together? Two kids under four years old, two adults under 34 years old, and a car so loaded down we were often confused for the Clampetts. “Hey, ya’ll headin’ to Beverly…Hills that is?” Nope, we were heading to Texas Hill Country, off to see familyRead More